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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Nov 18, 2023 21:44:32 GMT -5
Spidersnow: Camp with Owlpaw
"Sure long as there is still some prey left." Spidersnow said. He hoped there would be something left for himself and Owlpaw. He walks over to the fresh kill pile and waits for his apprentice to choose first.
Sandstrike: Leaving Camp with Lynxpaw
"Let's head out now." Sandstrike said as she rises to her paws. She takes a moment to stretch her legs before making her way to the entrance. They might as well head out now so that the others could eat first.
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Post by Plasmaquake on Nov 19, 2023 22:31:29 GMT -5
(feel free to have Ashbrook dig Talonpaw up out of the Apprentice's den. They ain't getting up unless they have to xD) Foxstep - Arena - Wolfpaw Foxstep continued along after not hearing much of anything around them. There were a few small birds in the tree above, but nothing that sounded like it may make it's way down to them. So he continues pressing onwards towards the arena. When they arrived he found his way to the middle of the clearing and sat down. "So, we are here to hunt, you are a capable apprentice. Go for it." he simple stated and waited. He figured any advice might be lost with this confident young tom. Instead he planned on just correcting the errors he saw. Owlpaw - freshkill pile, Camp - Spidersnow Owlpaw quickly followed her mentor to the fresh-kill pile, which was looking sad as ever. She waited for Spidersnow to select his pick, but seeing the tom look towards her she turned towards the pile instead and pawed through it. Of what remained, the only thing appealing to her was a finch. She preferred the taste of birds when she had her choice. The brown she-cat grabbed her selection and padded a few steps of to a small sunny patch and set her prey down. She waited for her mentor to join, not wanting to eat until her mentor was there. She had heavy respect for the traditions of the clan, including older cats eating first. |
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Post by Pineclaw on Nov 20, 2023 17:32:02 GMT -5
Lynxpaw - Leaving camp - Sandstrike
With another nod Lynxpaw waited for Sandstrike to lead the way and then padded alongside her. He knew the territory well enough after all so he wouldn't have to keep her ahead of him all the time but as his mentor it was still up to her to decide where they would go. Once they were outside of camp he began to scent the air to see if there was anything noteworthy, like prey or a nearby predator, but right now there didn't seem to be anything. Then again all the snow made it a bit harder. "Alright, where to now?" he meowed to Sandstrike, ready and eager to get started.
Silverstorm - Camp - Gingerpaw
Silverstorm let out a soft purr and nodded. "Yes, just do the best you can," he meowed. "And don't worry too much about getting everything right instantly, you're still at the beginning of your training after all and every apprentice needs some time to get the hang of it." He glanced towards the camp's entrance and then turned back to Gingerpaw. "Do you want to grab a bite before we head out? There's not much on the pile right now but you should take something if you're hungry," he told her. "You can take it outside of camp if you like and eat it there before we do any training today. Or you can just eat it here," he added, not wanting her to think she had to eat outside of camp as it was only a suggestion.
(Will try to put up starters for Ripplefur and Icewhisper tomorrow)
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Post by daydreams on Nov 20, 2023 22:31:27 GMT -5
mistywillow - camp - open
heart pounding, ears perked, claws digging into the cold ground below her, mistywillow was the definition of an anxiety attack. the molly was always on edge, always just a hair away from a panic attack. it seemed that she could no longer get her heart rate to slow down to normal. her eyes constantly darted around camp, seeking out the white fur of her son. nightmares often plagued her at night. nightmares of the battle with what was known as barrenclan. she remembered the blood coating her white fur, though she was more than sure that her mind exaggerated many of the details, but instead of an enemy at her paws, it was always her son. her fear for zephyrpaw outweighed everything else in her mind. she could barely concentrate as of late, and she noticed a significant lack in her responsibilities, though she hoped no one else had caught on.
daisythorn - camp - birdspark
the siamese molly was not unfamiliar with the hostility that could come from many of her clanmates, and she had often witnessed that hostility thrown towards birdspark, one of the kit-stealers of rivuletclan. she couldn't fathom why many chose to act the way they did towards birdspark, they were one of the reasons that the clan would even be able to continue on with the rate of stillborn kittens there were. picking herself, she trotted over towards them, nudging birdspark's shoulder lightly with her own. "how do you stand it?" she muttered lowly, grey eyes flicking towards the older cat. realizing she should clarify what exactly it was that she was talking about, she continued, "the way others act towards you, that is. if it were me, i would be mad." daisythorn's tail flicked in irritation just thinking about what other cats could say about her. she was often looked down upon for her impulsive and brash nature, but she tried not to take any of it to heart. they were simply annoyed with her, she knew that much, but she couldn't fathom what it was about birdspark that others could find irritating about them.
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Post by Plasmaquake on Nov 21, 2023 2:37:04 GMT -5
Thistleheart - Camp - Open, Mistywillow, mentions Webstar As the cats began to disperse for their daily duties, Thistleheart emerged from the Medicine cat den. He thought he had seen Webstar near his den recently and was itching to inquire if there were any plans to acquire more kits soon. As he slipped out of the cool, dark den, the snow was blinding and he had o blink to adjust his eyes. He saw Mistywilow looking like she just saw a badger run through camp, sighed, and instead turned in her direction. It was by no means out of compassion, more so a morbid curiosity about what had her all worked up. He approached her from the right blindspot, not with the purpose of stealth, but certainly not trying to be obvious. "You alright there?" the tom inquired with a low, smooth voice. |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Nov 21, 2023 4:33:45 GMT -5
Spidersnow: Fresh Kill Pile with Owlpaw.
Spidersnow decided on a small looking mouse. He didn't care for mice but he couldn't afford to be picky right now. He follows his apprentice over to the sunny patch and settles down. "So, have you heard anything intresting?" He questioned wanting to know what the apprentices might be talking about.
Sandstrike: Leaving camp with Lynxpaw
"We will head over to the Fractured Tree then afterwards we may head over to the arena or the rock forest." Sandstrike explained. She began to walk ahead not bothering to see if her apprentice was following her. If they didn't see any tracks near the oak tree then they would change their direction.
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 21, 2023 15:28:15 GMT -5
Wolfpaw-Arena-Foxstep Wolfpaw perked up at his mentor giving him permission to head off to hunt on his own. The tom was excited to be able to show off how much he has learned. "Alright," he said, and headed off from the warrior, determined to come back with a good catch. He remained mindful of his surroundings not wanting to risk anything getting away or spooked by him. His ear flicking as he worked out and soon managed to follow the scent of a bird, as one had made it's way down to the clearing to start looking for anything that might reside in the snow and sand. Birdspark-Camp-Daisythorn Birdspark looked over at the sudden voice, offering a shrug to her question. "I don't know, I think maybe it's stemming from me not being clan born, that the politics get lost on me often," they said. They thought it over, sure they had joined the clan on their own choice, but seeing what they had done to that clan in the rock terrian, they felt it was the safest option. "I'm not the best when it comes to fighting and I'm only half way decent when it comes to hunting, so I guess kit stealing felt like the easiest way though to earn my keep around here." It did bother them, but they had chosen this path, and well they just knew they would need to deal with the hostility from those that didn't approve of the role. "I'm sure it will get better...eventually, I'm sure they will understand the reasons why Webstar is having this done, sides maybe we will get to stop soon, should we get a decent amount of young cats back in the clan." Gingerpaw-Camp-Silverstorm Gingerpaw shook her head, giving a glance to the slowly shrinking pile. "I'm not hungry I can wait," she said to him. She wanted to get out of the camp, and get started, she felt bad for how slow she was at getting things picked up, and despite what he said, she felt like she needed to get better. The other apprentices were already so far ahead of her, she felt the need that she had to catch up to them, even though she was significantly younger then they were. i'll get ashbrook up in my next post) |
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Post by Plasmaquake on Nov 23, 2023 16:22:26 GMT -5
Owlpaw - fresh kill pile - Spidersnow Owlpaw swallowed the bite of food she was chewing. "Oh let's see. Wolfpaw thinks Gingerpaw is useless because she can't do anything, but she's so young I really can't blame her" the apprentice flicked her tail in disdain. "I haven't really heard much out of Lynxpaw. All he really does is train. Zephyrpaw is talking about becoming a warrior before Talonpaw..." her voice trailed off. She worried about her sibling and whether they were ever really going to become a warrior and what Webstar would do with them otherwise. The brown tabby shivered and took another bite of her food. The she-cat switched topics rather abruptly after that. "I was hoping maybe there would be a raid soon. I've really almost nearly finished my training and I think what would really solidify it would be a successful heist" Owlpaw mused to her mentor. Foxstep - Arena - Wolfpaw Foxstep sat waiting patiently in the center of the arena, keeping an ear out as his apprentice began to search for prey. He tried to sit still, knowing that the clearing was a great place for thrush to dig for worms. He watched as one eventually fluttered down towards the edge of the arena and began to rustle through the sand and snow. The tom sat perfectly still, waiting for Wolfpaw to strike. If it wasn't leafbare, the tom would spook the bird for fun, and to see how Wolfpaw reacted. However now was not the time for such games. |
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 26, 2023 14:38:15 GMT -5
Wolfpaw-Arena-Foxstep Wolfpaw crouched closer to the ground his eyes trained on the bird. He paused as he waited to spring, before pouncing forward to try and catch the bird. The crunch of the snow alerting the bird as it tool flight. Wolfpaw managed to catch its wing, but wasnt able to get enough of a grip as the bird fluttered off, shakely but managed to get to the safety of a branch. Leaving Wolfpaw glaring after it, before living his paw to try get the feathers that were stuck on his claws off. |
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Post by daydreams on Nov 27, 2023 21:26:04 GMT -5
mistywillow - camp - thistleheartthe siamese molly's heart jumpstarted at the sudden voice of rivuletclan's medicine cat, and she turned on the brown tabby with an impulsive warning hiss. "you nearly killed me, thistleheart," mistywillow huffed dramatically. she was embarrassed she had been caught in such a vulnerable state and gave her chest a few quick licks to gather herself together. she didn't trust the medicine cat in the slightest, he was a loyal follow to their tyrant leader who gave mistywillow just the worries that thistleheart was inquiring her about. "i just worry about the future of our clan and our kin, is all." it was the truth enough. daisythorn - camp - birdsparkthe young warrior listened to birdspark as they spoke, eyes locked on them. daisythorn wondered what it was like to be in the kit stealer's paws. born outside the clan they served. the molly, herself, had been born inside rivuletclan and had spent her whole life trying to live up to the reputation that her parents had left behind after their death. many spoke highly of the two warriors who lost their lives for their clan, and many expected their daughter to live up to the standards her parents had set. she never worried about what others thought of her, she knew what they did but they rarely sneered in her direction like they did towards birdspark. "i think you're doing something right. it's what is needed in the moment, and as you said, hopefully it will stop soon." daisythorn knew why kit stealing was such a taboo topic amongst the clan. many other cats believed it to be wrong, and deep down, so did the young warrior. but she always knew they needed to do whatever means necessary to keep their ranks alive. (i also now have antblaze, jackalleap, forsythiabreeze, alligatorpaw and albatrosspaw all open if anyone would like to interact with them  )
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 29, 2023 11:46:09 GMT -5
Birdspark-Camp-Daisythorn Birdspark looked to the younger cat, their tail twitching as they observed her. They nodded to her words, happy there was an agreement. "It is necessary from what I am seeing," they said. They only knew little of lineages of the other cats in the clan, but surely they wouldn't want them dying out, till it was found out why kits were dying that were clan born, kit stealing seemed to make sense to keep things going. "Im sure the medicine cats are doing what they can to talk with the sublime fields to see why this is going on." Ashbrook-Camp-Talonpaw Ashbrook rose from where she was, shaking out her fur, the she cat moved, heading over for the apprentice den, poking her head in, scanning till she spotted her apprentice. "Talonpaw it's time to get up," she said, trying to avoid disturbing any of the other apprentices that were residing in the den. "We have to get started in furthering your training." She didn't blame her apprentice wanting to stay in the warmth of the den, but she wasn't going to just let both of them to slack off, not with cats like Webstar and Viperstorm being in charge. |
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Post by Plasmaquake on Dec 2, 2023 3:24:55 GMT -5
Thistleheart - Camp - Mistywillow "Oh my apologies that certainly wasn't my intent" he replied calmly. It was, in fact, exactly his intention. He did quite enjoy putting other cats on edge. "I don't know how much there is to worry about. We have plenty of territory to find prey in this leafbare. The clan continues to grow at a steady rate. Webstar has assured these things are possible. Surely there is nothing to be concerned about yes?" he continued. He had noticed she seemed off since the battle for the expansion. The tom had far too much time on his paws to watch the other cats in the camp while he was recovering from the battle. He had his suspicions to be sure, and was always looking to keep tabs on those who's loyalty was... questionable. (I like to imagine he has a deep voice and draws out certain syllables/words he wants to emphasize.) Foxstep - Arena- Wolfpaw Foxstep watched his apprentice crunch through the snow after the bird. He flicked his tail as the bird took off and with a sigh stood up and padded over. "I suppose I forgot to mention that when hunting in the snow you must take care to step lightly so as to not cause it to crunch. This matters more when it's a bit warmer because the snow is crunchier, as opposed to the powdery snow of colder temperatures. Shall we practice some snow stalking?" he inquired. Talonpaw - Camp - Ashbrook Talonpaw vaguely heard their mentor's voice. They stirred and shifted in their nest, stretching a paw out and then drawing it back over their muzzle. "Do we have to?" they muffled back. Training is so dumb. You just practice skills over and over again. The silver tabby finally lifted their head and saw their mentor waiting there at the entrance. With a sigh the cat stood up and did a tall stretch, curling their tail up, and then stretched their paws out into the dirt in front of them, sticking their but into the air and stretching out their back. Talonpaw finished stretching as they walked forward and stuck their back legs out behind them. As they padded towards their mentor they let out a big yawn. It was all quite dramatic in their own way. |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 3, 2023 11:28:38 GMT -5
Spidersnow: Fresh Kill Pile with Owlpaw
Spidersnow listened as Owlpaw talked finding the antics of the apprentices amusing. He did notice Owlpaw pause when he mentioned Zephyrpaw but didn't comment. "I'm hoping their a raid too." He liked the thrill of sneaking into a camp and successful getting a kit. "There isn't much else I can teach too but I have faith Webstar will make a full thief in no time."
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Post by Plasmaquake on Dec 4, 2023 0:47:48 GMT -5
Owlpaw - Camp, Fresh-kill pile - Spidersnow, Open As Owlpaw finished her finch she looked over to her mentor. "Do you think we should ask him? Webstar I mean. I know he's kinda scary, but maybe he would appreciate our enthusiasm. I mean the WORST he could say is no right? Or is this the sorta thing we go to Viperstorm with?" The little spots of orange in her fur glinted in the sunlight, matching the excitement in her eyes. |
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Post by Ember34 on Dec 5, 2023 14:16:50 GMT -5
sorry for my lateness in replies, finals have bene rough with all being papers, and now my body decided now was a great time to get sick) Wolfpaw-Arena-Foxstep Wolfpaw flicked his tail in annoyance. It wasn't the first time he had forgotten about how snow impacted his pawsteps. Looking to his mentor annoyed, he gave a huff. "How much longer are we going to have to deal with this stuff," he muttered. But he did perk his ears at his mentor's words. "I would like that. I don't want to risk losing prey just because of this." Kicking at the snow with his paw at the end of his sentence. The tom was truly beginning to really hate leafbare. Ashbrook-Camp-Talonpaw "I'm not to in favor of it either with this cold if I'm being honest," she said. "But it needs to be done, or you might get delayed in being made a warrior." She often did worry for Talonpaw, they were at 12 moons, and should be made a warrior soon, but wasn't close to being near where they should be at in this point of their training. She flicked her tail, glancing to the fresh kill pile. A light chuckle left her seeing their stretching they did. "Tell you what, go get something to eat, and we could just do some hunting to try get the pile a bit more filled up, it's leafbare so any food we can get is important." She knew she had to be more assertive with them, but she knew that forcing them to do something they had no interest to would just not be very fundamental as nothing will really stick. |
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Post by Plasmaquake on Dec 11, 2023 21:10:32 GMT -5
(Yo finals are killing me too it's ok) Foxstep - Arena - Wolfpaw The tortoiseshell considered for a moment. "Oh I'd say at least another moon, and sometimes if we are unlucky it will snow once after it begins to warm up" He padded over through the clearing, considering how the snow crunched the whole way. "I'd say perhaps I stand on one end of the clearing with my back to you and you will start on the other. You will attempt to get to me without the snow crunching. If you crunch the snow, I'll move somewhere else around the arena" Foxstep waited for his apprentice's approval with this method of training. Talonpaw - Camp - Ashbrook Blinking the daylight from their eyes, the silver tabby squinted over at the very small fresh kill pile. "Oh I suppose a snack would be good" they padded over and picked up the first thing they saw. It was a very scrawny mouse with hardly anything on it's bones. Talonpaw picked up this sad morsel and moved only as many steps as they could be bothered to away before taking a bite. They found as they ate they were more hungry than they originally thought, but it's not like there were really any other options. Hunting was definitely a good idea. (I know we don't have a plotting thread, but I am here for Owlpaw getting promoted ahead of Talonpaw and that being a source of tension for the sibling pair. Will definitely lead to a bit of an argument.) |
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Post by Ember34 on Dec 18, 2023 12:57:55 GMT -5
finally free from finals, ill get this edited with responses ina bit need to run my books back, but then yea i plan to make an official discussion page today, as i have some things i know i want to share right away, but then there also plotting needing to be done when we can do the meeting that gives out the prophecies for the medicine cats)
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Post by Ember34 on Jan 4, 2024 13:05:39 GMT -5
bump with my replies, see horizonclan, again sorry for my absence but life finally calming down) and have plotting thread done in a doc just need to transfer it into an actual thread, but im all for her becoming one before them as well, and actually have an idea for that that ill share in the plotting thread) Wolfpaw-Arena-Foxstep Wolfpaw flicked his ear displeased about how long the snow was going to be sticking around for. He perked up at his mentor's words twitching his tail in thought before nodding. "I like that, it would truly give good practice," he said. He generally felt that way, if he could be able to master sneaking up on his mentor in the snow and being cautious of the crunch, he would surely be able to catch prey far easier. He headed over for one side of the Arena, and turned to watch his mentor to see where the older cat was going to head off. Ashbrook-Camp-Talonpaw Ashrbook watched her apprentice decide on a piece of prey, and waited for the young cat to finish eating. Taking a glance to the pitiful pile she shook out her fur, hopefully they could bring something back, even if it's scrawny. She gave a glance around the rest of the camp, watching as others moved about of left. She hoped that things would improve once the snow was gone and prey started to come out of their hiding spaces. She didn't plan to take anything, there were still some young cats that hadn't eaten yet and they deserved what little food there was. |
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 9, 2024 7:26:20 GMT -5
Foxstep - Arena - Wolfpaw The tom gave a curt nod and then turned towards the opposite end of the arena. From a distance the two cats looked like they were getting ready to duel, but as Wolfpaw turned around, Foxstep remained facing the woods. He took note at the curious abrupt stop to the clearing lined with old stumps and newer bushes, that after but a few tail lengths started back up to tall trees. However while he turned away from his apprentice, his ears swiveled about wildly, listening for the sounds of crunching snow around him. The tortoiseshell crouched so his belly fur was just above the snow and nosed about, at least trying to act like a mouse or squirrel. I bet this looks rather dumb, but I suppose it gets the point across. The crouching position kept his muscles a little more tense, and a bit more prepared to mimic the sudden movements of a mouse. Talonpaw - Camp - Ashbrook After finishing their mouse rather quickly, the apprentice took a second to lazily lick a white paw and draw it over their muzzle. They then opened one eye to see their mentor looking at them, and with a small sigh and a shake, greeted them with silver tail held moderately high. Talonpaw had no distaste or quarrel with the older she-cat who had been assigned their mentor. If anything, seeing how some of the other cats acted, they were glad that Ashbrook was so kind with them, and definitely didn't push them as hard as some of the other warriors would have. With a bit of newfound resolve and energy, the young silver tabby padded towards their mentor. "So hunting?" they simply inquired. |
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